Lin Ya's voice is low, magnetically seductive, but his tone is cold, as if he is really autistic, just to speak only when he is indulging in his mouth.

Contemporary girls can't stand this, and they almost blew over the live broadcast room. The barrage exploded immediately. Qiao Leran glanced at the barrage, his heart beat loudly, and his belly was still trying hard to whisper: Lin's scheming was deep, and he used the method of suppressing his desire to promote and suppress it first. Unfortunately, this small trick was completely seen through by him. He, Shao Qiao, was very calm and thoughtful...

Suddenly, extremely faint footsteps came from the first floor. Lin Ya was plundering medical supplies on the second floor. When he remembered that Qiao Leran did not follow him, he turned his head and wanted to remind him, but he saw Qiao Leran unconsciously making the mouse wheel back and forth, aiming at the barrage and giggling foolishly.

Lin Ya: "There are..." people.

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Leran fell head-on.

"Fuck." Lin Ya burst into pieces and turned his head and ran wildly.

Qiao Leran was shocked, and the three souls returned to their positions, begging for mercy in a conditioned manner: "Don't make up for me, please."

The player who knocked down Qiao Leran aimed at him with a gun, opened the microphone, teased: "Sing and don't kill."

He is a man, his voice is pretty good, which makes Lin Ya very jealous.

Lin Ya flew downstairs and said angrily: "You dare."

The barrage started to stir up wildly, and the screen was filled with "You dare".

However, Qiao Leran had no moral integrity at the gun, and his speed was comparable to Gatlin. He said: "The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smiled at me. Brother, be good, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha..."

Before he finished singing, the little brother was crunching. Lin Ya put a gun on the little brother's urn, and the audio hat on his head was cuckolded, his eyes were fierce and he blamed him: "Sing him."

"It's so difficult for PUBG to survive, it makes my heart so cold!" Qiao Leran shrank, "Is it urgent to follow the power?"

Lin Ya's face was as frost as ice, and he raised his index finger: "Once."

"What time?" Qiao Leran was confused.

Lin Ya seemed to be worried about the live broadcast and didn't say anything. Although he didn't say anything, he understood the barrage one by one, and started the yellow and literary dragon.

The online news is fast, and the audience calls their friends to attract their companions - handsome black-faced technical anchor, suspected to be a rapper soft and cute young roommate, two-person gaygay live broadcast should not be too easy to hit, the popularity of the live broadcast room is soaring.

A few straight men looked at their skills coldly and even wanted to pull Qiao Leran's mouth up. The girls with overwhelming proportions started to cheer and eat stalks and screamed. Qiao Leran was so good that they could even tease him even more.

The atmosphere is so loose, Lin Ya is not so tense, and gradually returns to the normal frequency of talking to playing games, one or two sentences per minute, concise and not nonsense.

Qiao Leran was just a rescuer at first, but she was afraid that Lin Ya would be silent until the end of the broadcast. In the original plan, he was the boss behind the scenes, and he was vaguely visible, big boss! boss! But the audience was too proud, and his mouth was comparable to a crosstalk actor unboxing, so he couldn't hold it anymore. Lin Ya's good guns and armored first aid kit fed him fat, blocked him in front of him and killed people silently. He was so confused that he was just talking nonsense, and he was joking with the rainbow fart to Lin Ya.

"All causes will be fruitful, and my roommate's shortcomings are me."

"My roommate has seventeen bullets left, and the opponent is dead."

"Sitting roommate nice! Roommate Tianxiu!"

Lin Ya: “…”

At the end of the game, Qiao Leran ate the chicken happily again. He was excited and raised his hand to rub Lin Ya's hair, and said enthusiastically: "So beautiful brother! Tianxiu!"

So the audience watched the cruel and speechless handsome guy take off his head in seconds, deflecting his head at an angle following Qiao Leran's hand, and touching him with a fierce face.

——The roommate's hands are so white! (I feel like a pervert

——Please show your face with my roommate!

——What are you going to do if you are touched with a fierce head obediently!!! Have you been tamed? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Lin Ya's premiere ended perfectly, with Weibo fans soaring, and there were a few little tycoons among the audience. The gifts he threw were basically the same as the fraction of what Qiao Leran threw down, which was Lin Ya's first pot of gold on the road to anchors.

Confirm that the live broadcast was closed, Qiao Leran collapsed on the swivel chair and stretched his waist hard. He was exhausted and excited, and chirped like a bird: "Actually, it's quite tiring to broadcast this. If you don't ask for any words, it's awkward to be awkward..."

He was talking, and a shadow suddenly appeared above him.

Lin Ya pressed down the armrests on both sides of his swivel chair, closed his escape route quietly with his arms, and said gloomyly: "Sing for others."

"Then I'll sing for you too." Qiao Leran shrank and subconsciously reduced the volume.

"Don't listen." Lin Ya said coldly, "Punish you."

"..." Qiao Leran choked, looked up at him, and then lost after looking at each other for a second - the pair of Wuchen's pupils were full of emotion. When looking at others with desire, it would make people feel a strange sense of oppression that was difficult to resort to words.

Humans generally don’t look at people like this, even if they are lovers, because their eyes are too fierce, too penetrating, and too lack the sense of distance within the category of common sense, which makes people feel that they are invaded at a certain level... But whenever Lin Ya wants to do something to him, he will look at him like this, regardless of whether he can bear it or not, and today’s eyes are particularly presumptuous.

Lin Ya held the handrail, turned her face, leaned over and kissed him, and kissed him fiercely.

Qiao Leran suddenly tightened his muscles all over his body. His hand that was originally on his legs unknowingly climbed the armrest of the swivel chair, clenched it tightly, and clutched it like a small tree in the cracks of the cliff.

It was indeed just a kiss, but he was so dizzy that he was about to fall. After a daze, he realized that he was sitting upright and had nowhere to fall.

"Can't you keep your mouth shut?" Lin Ya let go of him, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and asked ruthlessly as if torture. After asking, he rubbed the person again without waiting for an answer.

"Can you control it, brother..." Qiao Leran's heart was numb, and he begged for mercy, but he screamed as if he was sobbing.

Lin Ya grinded his back teeth: "Do you still sing for others?"

"No, I won't sing." Qiao Leran was hurt a little. She felt that her lips must have been broken, and she was lacking in oxygen. Her face was red and her eyes were wet, so soft that she could be round and flat.

It’s all because Lin Ya is so spoiled by him in the game, trying hard to help him kill people and let him touch his head. He is so fierce to everyone, but he is so spoiled by him. After spoiling him, he still kisses him while the iron is hot, pretending to be jealous of him, and even looking at him like this, his eyes are as penetrating as a low-dose spiral ct! Who can stand this?

Qiao Leran sniffs, no one can stand it! No matter how rational he is, his heart is still fleshy and can move!

...As a result, he was hit by the iron while it was hot and he was pressed on the swivel chair.

...

Qiao Leran felt that he might have met a little love man with a scorpion heart.

He actually flirted with him so much, cheating money, and cheating his heart and soul, and was free from being cheated. He didn't think about how sad the party who was moved after the cold transaction ended.

Don't love him, there is no result! It seems that there is a little bit of temptation in the little treacherous financial owner who is worried and gets into the bed barely.

The author has something to say:

Lele: I, Mr. Qiao, will sooner or later be deceived by the snake and scorpion, and all the tears are killed.qaq
Chapter completed!